The journey was toward the source. If one could only find, there would be plenty, but there were miles to go.

I listened for the word,but there was only a piercing silence.I looked for the wordbut only the darkness, emptiness.I searched for the word,but only the nothingness.

The listening, disposed the heart. The looking purified the soul. The searching freed the spirit.

God, who prepares the soul for the finding, in his owe time,would permitted the finding. I would search and wait, wait for the finding. Amen

Search Continues

Loving Spirit of God,there is a spirit within methat makes me search;that set me on a journey of adventure.Sometimes I have misplaced somethingand there is a need for it.All demands a searching, a seeking.Sometimes there is an emptiness within…an emptiness that needs care.I start the journey of searching, of seeking,hoping to find… always the hope.The need has to be met,the desire has to be addressed.

When I am hungry, I am vulnerable.When I am aware of a need that I can not exactly name,I am is a very delicate attitude, most vulnerable.There is a danger of succumbing to pleasure, to gratification. Guard me! Guide Me!